Emblem3 One Shots

What Goes on Backstage - Keaton Stromberg

I stood, waiting, in the doorway of my boyfriend’s bedroom. He was standing there, staring at his reflection, attempting to correctly finish off his tie. “Ugh..” I heard him groan to himself and throwing the tie onto the floor. I giggled to myself and walked towards him. “Here. Let me help you with that.” I suggested to him, picking the tie off the ground. Keaton sighed quietly to himself and stood still until i was able to finally correctly finish off his red tie. “Thanks.” he said, crossing his arms and pouting his lips in a playful manner. “No problem” I replied, mocking him and planting a small kiss on his nose. 

Tonight was the night of the Teen Choice Awards; where the boys were nominated along side bands like Imagine Dragons, Macklemore & Ryan Lewis, and others for ‘Choice Music Breakout Group.’ They hadn’t been off x-factor for nearly a year and they were already on their way to the top.  

I myself had known the boys two years before they were on x-factor and had been dating Keaton since the year before their audition. Yeah there was the typical jealously from fans, but I learned to ignore it as time went on. 

In the next moment, Keaton had scooped me up in one arm and threw me over my shoulder, which was a bad idea considering I was wearing a short, navy blue dress. “KEATON! PUT ME DOWN!” i screamed playfully at the top of my lungs, trying to contain my laughter. When we finally made it downstairs with the other boys, he placed me back onto the ground. “Alright enough you two!” Wesley butted in, stepping between us and rubbing each of our heads. The boys were so excited that they ran out to the limo while I trailed behind them.

We arrived at the arena and there was a humungous line of paparazzi lining the red carpet that led to the entrance. I took a deep breath, and Keaton gave my hand a squeeze before we stepped out into the blinding sea of flashes. “Wes!” “Drew!” “Keaton!” “Emblem3!” was all I could hear. We stood in front of the huge crowd of paps and allowed pics. Keaton wrapped his arm around my waist and held me tightly. 

Immediately, I could hear the screaming questions from paps about me. Who I was, where I came from, was Keaton dating me. I tried my best to block everything out. “Alright enough!” I heard Ranel yell and push away and towards the arena entrance. We found our way to our seats, sat down and took everything in. Hopefully tonight was going to be a good night. 

It was now later in the show and the boys got called backstage and did not know why. Keaton gave me a peck before leaving me by myself to mingle with the people around me. A few minutes later, I was completely shocked to hear Emblem3’s names be called and the boys appeared on stage, accepting their award for ‘best breakout group’. I couldn’t help but get a few tears in my eyes.

Ranel came back to retrieve me and brought me backstage to meet back up with the boys. “GUYS!” I screamed when I caught my first sight of them. I immediately threw myself into all three of them and formed a group hug. “I’m so proud of all three of you!” I said, wiping a remaining tear from my cheek. “Thanks Y/N. We couldn’t have done it without your support all these years.” Drew thanked me. The next second a stage crew member tapped all three boys on the shoulders. “Emblem3. We need you in the award room. We need shots of you with your award.” he announced, swooping all three boys and myself away. I began to walk with them when Keaton, who was holding the award at the time, pulled me back by the arm and pulled me into a small closet, locking the door. 

"Keaton!" I whispered in a loud way, "What are y-" I was cut off by Keaton’s lips smashing into mine in the most aggressive way I’ve ever seen him act. He pulled back, both of us already breathing hard. I tried to continue my sentence from before but I was yet again cut off by Keaton. "Sh," he hushed me, "Listen, we don’t have that much time but I need you now Y/N. I’ve been needing you all night. Please.” he confessed, licking his lips, a craving look in his eyes. All I could do is hang my mouth open and nod my head in agreement. 

With that, Keaton groaned to himself and picked me up in one arm, slamming me against the back wall. He returned his lips to mine and started to leave rough, love bites all over my neck and shoulders. I grabbed the back of his hair and tugging on it while he was working his magic. As he went on, he would grind his crotch harder and harder into mine. When he couldn’t handle my whimpered moans anymore, he reached one hand up my dress, moving my underwear to the side and stuck three fingers in right away. 

This caused me to lose it. I tilted my head back and covered my mouth to prevent from screaming. He shoved those three fingers in and out and fast as he possibly could. This caused me to reach my climax faster than I have ever reached it. I bit down on my lip as I let loose onto Keaton’s fingers. He pulled them out and licked them up and down. 

He quickly unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned his slacks and dropped them down. Without thinking, he laid me down on top of the surfboard. He immediately positioned himself and thrusted himself into me. This caused me to arch my back and grab onto the sides of the surfboard. “Oh shit Keaton!” I yelled, my hands covering my mouth still. He began thrusting, faster and faster, harder and harder. “Cmon Y/N you need to reach your climax now!” He urged me. All it took was Keaton slamming into my g-spot  a good couple of times until we both finally reached our climaxes. 

Keaton looked down at me, sweating and exhausted and kissed me on the forehead and lips slightly. We both hopped up to our feet and got our clothes back on. “Hey where’s Keats?” we heard Drew ask from the outside of the door. We slightly cracked open the door and saw that everyone was turned around and snuck out into the open. “Finally!” Drew yelled, when he turned around and saw us. “Now let’s go lovebirds.” he directed us towards the backstage room. When there, the boys were to take a bunch of photos with their award. Good thing they didn’t know what had just occurred on that surfboard. There was no doubt I’d have sex with Keaton again when we returned home.